[Verse 1] When this body turns to ash, Cast me to the faithful flame. We wander till the fire sleeps, No road hath ever known our name. Children laugh beneath the moon, While kingdoms fade like morning rain. They hunt us as a hunter's prize, Yet still we rise again. [Chorus] Athingani... they whispered low, "Touch them not—let strangers roam." Spirit of the wind and stone, No throne has ever been our home. Black as midnight, bright as stars, Bound to every winding way. Though the world would cast us out, We remain... we always stay. [Verse 2] Between two giants marched the years, Iron crowns and crimson skies. Through nails and swords, through smoke and fear, We watched empires live and die. The gods were silent in the storm, Yet gave us one enduring grace: To carry every shattered dawn, And never lose our place. [Bridge] The wheel keeps turning... The fire keeps burning... No chain can bind the wandering soul, No king can own the rolling road. [Final Chorus] Athingani... echoes remain, A forgotten word upon the breeze. Ash to fire, dust to dawn, Forever carried by the trees. When this body fades away, Let the embers light the sky. For every road remembers us... Though the world forgets our cry.
